I just noticed all the crap that my nieces have made around my parent’s house today.
Me: You don’t have to put any of my kids stuff out. I’m giving you permission not to.
Momma Sue: Well that’s nice. Everyone’s else stuff will be out but theirs? They’ll be in therapy.
Me: I’ll just tell them if they want their stuff out in your house, then they’re gonna have to make better stuff.